What she saw almost caused her to faint arid fall against the slightly opened door. There, beside the bed, was her fifteen-year-old daughter, completely naked. And she was sucking Jordon's cock, her Jordon.
Shocked and unable to move, the dark-haired woman stood and stared at the outrage. She saw her lover's wetly glistening cock sliding in and out of Nikki's rounded lips. Unconsciously, she reached down and rubbed her throbbing cunt through her dress. Suddenly realizing that the obscenity had excited her, she swung the door open and screamed with outrage, "What in the hell do you think you're doing?"
Without hesitation, she grabbed Nikki by the arm and jerked her away from the wilting cock. Faith's face was red with anger and her hand flashed out, slapping her daughter on the, side of the face with a stinging blow.
"My God, Nikki!" Faith cued. "What have you done!"
Nikki fell back over Jordon's body. Her cheek was burning from the blow but her mouth was smiling. Calmly, she looked up at her mother and said, "Nothing you haven't done many times already, Mother dear."
CHAFFER NINE
Faith sat on the sofa between them. She couldn't believe it. This couldn't be happening. Jordon and Nikki were both still naked. It Was as if they wanted to flaunt what they were doing in the older woman's face.
Faith had threatened Jordon with the police because of Nikki's age. They had both laughed at her.
"I'll just tell them that I raped him," Nikki said, laughing.
Faith had known for some time, but hadn't wanted to admit it to herself, that Nikki was old enough for sex, old enough to have an affair.
The main reason she hadn't wanted to admit it was fear that this very thing would happen. She liked younger men, much younger men; like Jordan. Nikki would, of course, prefer men not her own age, but older, more experienced and mature.
And given the choice between mother and daughter, the men would always choose the younger, more beautiful daughter.
Nikki got up to pour herself another cup of coffee, and Faith watched her. She hadn't seen her body naked for years, and it shocked her to see how beautiful Nikki was.
"So, what's done is done," Faith suddenly said aloud. "If you end it now." She paused, hard put to admit the truth. "you might not end up like me." "You're doing okay," Jordon smiled.
"You stay out of this, prick," Faith retorted.
"I love Jordon
"Bullshit." her mother replied.
" and Jordon loves me."
"Jordan loves your pussy. He'll love any pussy if you shove it in his face," Faith said.
"You think that because you love any cock, " Nikki said.
Faith turned to Jordan. "You gonna take her to the party tomorrow night… initiate her real good?"
"Maybe," Jordan said. "But I doubt it."
"Go to that party with him, honey. That'll wake you up real good. It'll prove that I'm saying. Show him a pussy and he'll fuck it. You don't believe me? I'll show you!"
Nikki could hardly believe her eyes as her mother started taking off her clothes. Slowly, cleverly, the older woman unbuttoned her blouse a button at a time. The deep, full valley of the cleavage between the mammoth breasts slowly appealed. Then the blouse was gone and her hands toyed with the zipper on her skirt.
Then the skirt was on the floor and she stood in bra and panties. Nikki had to admit that her mother was still attractive. Her hips were fuller and more matronly than Nikki's, and there was a roundness to her belly that the younger girl hadn't developed yet.
But for all the shortcomings of age, there was a maturity and an earthiness about her mother had even Nikki could sense. She could see that Jordon was doing more than sensing it. His cock was getting steadily harder as Faith disrobed.
"Jordon was always a breast man, Nikki," her mother said. "Watch." She unsnapped her bra and slid it from her shoulders. Even Nikki had to gasp when the huge mountains of her mother's fits burst from the confining bra. The globes were huge, heavy and round at the bottom, and jutting into conical peaks at the nipples. Faith squeezed them together, then walked across to Jordon.
He stood like a zombie, his cock rigid now, and he started sucking on one of Faith's tits.
Nikki came over and stood by his side. "What the hell are you doing?" she said. "You're a fool. Do you think you can make some kind of contest out of this?"
"That's what it is, isn't it?" Faith said.
"Okay," Nikki replied. "Jordon?"
He rolled his head around from Faith's breast and smiled at Nikki. She took his cock in her hand.
"I want to go home with you… so we can gab that party tomorrow night."
He left the huge tit and took Nikki into his arms. "Baby," he cooed.
"Fuck me, Jordan," Nikki demanded. "Puck me right now!"
"You foal," Faith said. "You goddamn fool. If you leave, don't come back."
Nikki slid her hand up the inside of Jordon's thigh until she found his balls. "You want to watch, Mother?"
But Faith had already left the room.
Two minutes ago, Nikki thought, he would have fucked her. Right there, in front of Nikki, Jordon would have fucked her mother. Then her mother was right. No… that was two minutes ago, and this is now, and I've got him;
She put her fingers against the back of his head and forced his lips down to hers. Her tongue darted between his lips, hungrily, needing him to respond.
She felt him pushing her down to the couch, felt his hands moving along her body, caressing her roughly. And then, suddenly, she couldn't be gentle, couldn't wait for him to come to her. Her hand went between them, searching him out, making him need her as much as she needed him.
And she knew- he was hers. Hers, for as long as she wanted him. And any way that she wanted him.
His hands clawed at her thighs, pulling them up.
She raised her hips to help him. She felt her spine stiffening, thrusting upward in desire. Her hips moved rhythmically, in the age-old invitation to love.
Jordon cupped her fits with his palms, squeezing them until shivers of pain tore through her. She had never known him to be brutal. But she wanted it now, needed it mare than the completion itself.
"You really want to swing?" he whispered, his hands kneading her breasts.
"Yes,.. I want to live with you… be yours," she said. Swinging, to her, was Jordon.
His lips moved across her belly, burning a path of desire. She caught her breath and pulled her head back, gasping with the thrill of sensation. She felt his cheek against her flesh. Felt his tongue quivering along her thigh.
He moved to cover her, his body tight and hard against her. He took his large cock in his hand and directed it toward her slippery, juicy cunt. She was ready to pump away at it. But Jordon wanted to take her. He wanted to plunge his dick deep into her cunt. He saw her raging eyes and slammed his big meat down into her. He pulled it out slowly, and then slammed it back into her slippery cunt.
"Come on, honey… slam it in harder!" she ordered, pushing down hard on his back with her heels.
"That's it baby! C'mon, bang away at Daddy's stiff prick," Jordon moaned to her. "Oh, baby.
Hump! That's it, fuck, fuck! Hump harder… faster! Peel that prick ramming into you… ohh, shit!"
Jordon came with long jerking movements: He was almost convulsing. She followed him by pushing harder on his asscheeks.
Going home, she thought, I'm going home to Jordon. He's' mine now. He loves me. He wants me to swing with him.
The party was canceled for a week. But it was just as well because the following morning, Jordon had to go out of town for a sales meeting.
The first four days passed quickly. Nikki puttered around the apartment rearranging the cupboards and the furniture, arid doing what seemed like a month's worth of bachelor's laundry. She spent two afternoons shopping with the money Jordon had left her.
It was the fifth day when the loneliness and the lack of Jordon started getting to her. The steady diet of sex and then its absence had left its mark. All morning she thought about Jordon. She could actually visualize the two of them in bed making love when she closed her eyes. Her tits and her crotch burned with the vision.